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lies under starlight
when what i need are
glorious meteorites crashing to earth

all the things i can’t say
or would mumble anyway
when all my shooting stars
are hiding on the other side
of the vast galaxy in my head

i know you can see them
& you know i know you would say
they’re all lies
but my head feels close to bursting
from a shortage of meteorites falling from heaven

& i know you know i can’t say
what i really want to say
mumbling & bumbling all my
lies under starlight

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